monday my mom got called back to the hosipital because my dad's heart stopped again .. potassium imbalance or something? They put an auto-defibruator(whatever) in him incase something like that happens again.
He is fine now, though, last I checked.
I didn't, though.
A long convoluted explanation as to why I don't care beyond it will be very annoying that he died goes here .. along with an explanation of my fears.
I'm afraid of windmills - particuarly the modern ones, with the three propellers - they just look weird. I'm afraid of flags - particularly large ones - they can fall off their poles and suffocate me. I know they will. I'm afraid of forks - I stabbed my sister with one when I was feeding her once, never got over it, so I use child forks or sporks to eat food with. and I'm afraid of hosipitals.
Thats all.
Phone only rings when my mom isn't home, and my sister isn't home. "Where is your mom" "Where is your sister" funny when they call for my sister, we sound a like, sometimes i get gossip on accident but usually my concience takes over and i tell them to stuff it and tell someone who cares.
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The Lying Lies and Dirty Secrets of Miss Meganity Sliver
the writing writer:
I don't want to go;
So come on b***h, why aren't you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own;
So cry on b***h, why aren't you laughing now?
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